ex-husband, we have no game

[69 Book Bar - www.] The most indispensable thing at home is burn ointment, because when I first learned to cook, I would get a red patch here and a swollen patch there almost every time.

Mu Anyou didn't waste long before he found the ointment and handed it to the person who had already walked to the living room.

Zhan Aofan mumbled his thanks and took it.

"Eh? Dad, what's wrong with you?" Mu Hui, who was playing, raised his head and noticed something strange about Zhan Aofan. He blinked and asked, and was about to run in front of him and rub against him, but was pulled away by someone behind him.

"Your father was accidentally splashed by the hot soup and needs to be applied with medicine. Stop clinging to him." Mu Anyou said as he took his son and ordered: "Hurry up and wash your hands. We will eat later."

"Oh." Mu Hui pouted, glanced at Zhan Aofan, and asked in a low voice: "Dad, does it hurt?"

Zhan Aofan smiled and shook his head: "It doesn't hurt. Just listen to mom and wash your hands quickly to get ready for dinner."

"Yeah." Mu Hui felt relieved and trotted away.

Mu Anyou couldn't describe the feeling in her heart, it was sour, gratifying, helpless...

Hui Hui's dependence on him is beyond her imagination, so can he easily accept that there will be another father in his life in the future? Or even spend more time with him than Zhan Aofan?

Putting the remaining four dishes on the table, Mu Anyou said softly to the person in front of him: "You can make do with it." Originally, the dishes were not many and not rich, and there was even a soup sprinkled on them.

"It's okay, it's already fine." Zhan Aofan stared at her face and smiled gently.

Lifting her eyelashes, Mu Anyou said in a very calm voice: "As long as you don't dislike it, I don't have any other gifts to give you anyway."

What was originally an unintentional truth sounded extremely mocking to Zhan Aofan's ears. He clenched his hands tightly, ignoring the burning pain on his hands.

In her memory, she remembers his birthday every year better than anyone else. When she was young, she would always make a greeting card by herself and write carefully stroke by stroke: Happy birthday to my dear brother Fan!

When I am older, I will choose a gift, or a tie, or a lapel. It is not expensive, but it is all thoughtful.

Later, the two started dating, and she prepared gifts early and booked a restaurant.

She occasionally helped her tutor with some projects to earn some extra money, and the gifts gradually became expensive, such as a brand-name shirt or a pair of brand-name shoes.

She always forces him to put it on with a smile and a half-coquettish tone, saying that this is my hard-earned money, can you bear not to wear it?

Although he always put them on obediently, he didn't take it seriously, thinking that maybe it was her temporary interest, not to mention that those things were not always to his taste. If he wore them once, he would never wear them again.

He would never forget that the most expensive and precious birthday gift she gave him was herself.

The year his father passed away, his mother was seriously ill. He was caught off guard and took over the company, which was almost in chaos. He had to go back and forth between the hospital and the company every day. Long meetings and endless documents made him confused. How could he still remember it?

When is your birthday?

It was she who grew up almost overnight and took care of her sick mother all night long until she got better and was sent to a nursing home. She was the one who contacted and handled everything.

She drove the haggard man to the Western restaurant she had booked, bit her lip, and asked him as if she had made up her mind: Brother Fan, can you let me accompany you?

So, on that day, she completely surrendered herself to him, a woman's most precious virginity.

Later, he often thought that the reason why he agreed to her and accepted her was entirely due to the emptiness of that period. Furthermore, they grew up together. If that incident had not happened, he would have always treated her like a sister.

Yes, after all, there is something different from the intimacy of strangers.

So, he took everything as a matter of course, acquired and squandered everything as it should be, until in the end... he abandoned her in his own world.

Her departure made him hard-hearted. He thought he wouldn't feel anything at all, but in the dead of night, even his breath was cold and silent.

So, I lingered and indulged, thinking that there is always someone who can replace me, and there is always someone who can warm the coldness around me...

The memories came back so suddenly and so long that when she came out of the bathroom holding Huihui's hand, he hadn't come back to his senses yet...

He just stared intently at the figures of mother and son getting closer, but yet so far out of reach...

Not long after the meal, there were several thunders in the night sky, and the weather, which had been gloomy all day, started to rain heavily, with drops of rain hitting the windowsill.

He walked out of Huihui's bedroom and saw her sitting on the sofa watching the TV screen.

He sat opposite her, relatively speechless. One wanted to speak but hesitated, and the other didn't want to talk.

After a while, Mu Anyou turned off the TV, looked at the person opposite, and asked softly: "Do you have something to say?"

Zhan Aofan raised his eyes to meet hers and asked slowly: "Has the date for the engagement... been set?"

Mu Anyou paused while holding the remote control, nodded and said, "The day after tomorrow."

"How are his family members... treating you and Hui Hui... well?" After asking, I felt it was redundant. How could it be bad? They are all ready to get engaged.

"It's okay." Mu Anyou replied. In the past two months, she had not been to Xu's house very frequently, but she was not too unfamiliar either. She interacted with him indifferently, and occasionally she was impressed by his attentiveness and warmth.

I am so moved. Every time at that time, I always think in my heart, Mu Anyou, how lucky you are to have a man treat you like this.

She knew that although the Xu couple remained friendly on the surface, they did not really accept her in their hearts.

When Zhiyan proposed the engagement, she was very surprised, but looking at the joy and expectation on his face, she knew how much work and effort he had put in in front of his parents for her to make them nod.

Just like that, I agreed.

"That's good." Zhan Aofan responded in a low voice, and then said carefully: "You... after you get married, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for me to go see Hui Hui. Can you..."

Before he could finish, Mu Anyou had already spoken: "I have thought about this. Do you have any objections to letting Huihui live with you every Thursday and Friday? Of course, if you find it inconvenient, you can..."

"Okay." Zhan Aofan spoke urgently and agreed. He originally only asked for one day, but unexpectedly... he naturally agreed wholeheartedly.

Huihui had already fallen asleep. He knew that she didn't want him to stay too long, so he said softly: "I'll leave first. You should have a rest early." After saying that, he picked up his suit jacket and turned around to leave.

Sure enough, she didn't hold him back, and closed the door the moment he stepped out of the door as if she couldn't wait.

The sound of the lock's collision was like a hammer hitting his heart, causing dull pain.

Mu Anyou turned around, not wanting to explore too much about the dejection and sadness in his eyes, and walked back to the living room, intending to tidy up and get ready to rest, when her eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the car keys that had fallen on a few cabinets.

I looked at the rainy sky outside, thought for a moment, picked up the bunch of keys, walked to the door, put on my shoes and went out.

When Zhan Aofan walked to the car, he realized that he had forgotten to take the car keys. When he was hesitating whether to go upstairs to get them or call the driver, he looked at the figure walking out of the corridor in surprise.

I came down in such a hurry that I forgot to take an umbrella. The rain hit me with a slightly cool dampness, and I shivered unexpectedly. I looked at the tall figure standing in the rain, and walked over without stopping.

Zhan Aofan came to his senses instantly, walked quickly towards her direction, took her arm and quickly turned back to the corridor.

Mu Anyou was about to speak when he heard a slightly urgent and cold voice in his ear: "Why don't you know how to bring an umbrella out?"

After he finished speaking, he realized that his tone was not very good, so he lowered his voice and said hoarsely: "I'm sorry."

The atmosphere fell silent.

Mu Anyou looked at the water stains all over his body, and the tips of his hair that were wet by the rain were still dripping with drops of water. He stretched out his hand and handed over the key in his hand, and said lightly: "You left it on a few cabinets, go back early, and be careful on the way.

"

Seeing him taking the key, Mu Anyou turned around to go upstairs, but was grabbed by the arm.

She turned around in confusion, frowning slightly as she looked at his silence, a hint of impatience gradually welling up in her eyes.

Before she could have an attack, Zhan Aofan said in a hoarse voice: "Can you give me a replacement birthday present?"

Mu Anyou raised her eyes and stared at him in surprise.

His gaze was too gloomy and his prayer was too humble, making it hard to refuse.

After a long silence, Mu Anyou whispered: "What?" But his mind was spinning rapidly.

"Youyou...can you let me hug you again, just for a moment, okay?"

Mu Anyou's thoughts were still thinking that he might want something or that Huihui should stay with him for a while. She didn't expect that he would actually make such a request... And she actually nodded in the long pause...

His body was still slightly cold from being wet by the rain. His embrace was so tight and suffocating that it made her body feel a slight pain. His slender arms wrapped her in his arms. I don't know if it was an illusion.

A slightly hot liquid actually fell, making her tremble and try to break away.

Zhan Aofan did not let go, sniffing the fragrance of her hair, and said in a hoarse voice: "I may not be able to go to your... engagement... banquet the day after tomorrow. I will send someone to deliver the gift to you tomorrow.

." This was one of the few incoherent words he had ever spoken in his life, and his voice was trembling slightly. It was impossible to tell whether the trembling was due to the coldness of the rain or the despair in his heart.

"No need." Mu Anyou's vision was slightly blurred, and the words he spoke were as soft as a murmur, but they clearly entered the ears of the person holding him.

"You can throw it away if you don't like it, but I will definitely give it to you." There was stubborn determination in his hoarse voice.

Mu Anyou blinked her eyelashes and said no more.

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Thank you for your support!!! Some people actually said not to abuse children's shoes anymore. Do you have the ambition, huh?